Through The Eyes Of A Child - Book 1

The Game Is Up

"Car?" Minjun asks as he tries to stand on his head on the sofa.

Jin looks over while packing the boy's lunch, "Not yet. MJ you will fall off and hurt yourself, backsides are for sitting on."

"I think like this, it's better." the small boy says.

Jin shakes his head but looks up and smiles as his husband walks into the room.

"MJ, you will fall off, heads aren't for sitting on." Namjoon says, earning a nod in agreement from Jin.

"That's what I told him but he says he thinks better like that."

"I do! Car?" he asks again, voice shaky from his attempts at being upside down on the sofa.

Namjoon giggles but rolls his eyes at the same time, kissing his husband on the cheek as he passes, "Not yet."

The two men go to the kitchen so Jin can gather up their Son's lunch while Namjoon makes them both a coffee. Five minutes later there's a thud and an "Owww" followed by shouts of "Car! Car!"

Namjoon laughs and leaves the coffee machine doing its thing as he goes back into the lounge where his son is leaping around the room. "You fell off didn't you?"

"Uncle Kookie is here!" Minjun stumbles and gets back onto his feet from his knees quickly as he falls, too excitable to care.

Namjoon just laughs and doesn't bother asking again, the fact that his son is so happy to see Jungkook is priceless so he makes sure he opens the door quickly. Having Minjun was the best decision they'd ever made apart from the decision to bring Jungkook into their lives. The couple adopted him when he was only a few weeks old after originally planning to use a surrogate but meeting a woman who worked for an adoption agency changed everything. Minjun's Mother had decided to go ahead with the pregnancy even though she was terminally ill and wouldn't live to see his first birthday. The birth Father was unknown after the Mother had spent several months in an alcoholic blur, trying to come to terms with her diagnosis and ending up having one nighters with random guys because she simply didn't care anymore. The pregnancy came as a shock but gave her a focus and she stopped drinking, taking the best care of herself so the baby had the chance at living that she no longer had. When Namjoon and Jin met her, they were saddened by her story but grateful because they were able to adopt Minjun when he was weeks old and with the birth mother's permission. She became too ill to do anything but for the last two months of her life, the couple visited her in hospital several times a week so she could see the small boy. The woman saw her son turn three months old but her time ran out after that and she slipped away peacefully, leaving behind a letter for Minjun and one for his Dads. The small boy was fortunate, he was born into love and the couple have maintained that throughout his life so far. They often tell the story of his Mother and call her Angel Eomma because she brought him to them and that's what she became in the end. Minjun loves the story and tells most people about his Angel Eomma, lucky enough to have such a positive outcome in what is a tragic tale.

"Uncle Kooooookieeeeee!" he shouts as he jumps into the man's arms.

"Have you got bigger, chipmunk?" Jungkook says, ruffling his hair with one hand while supporting him with the other.

"You are silly, Uncle Kookie." the boy giggles, ruffling Jungkook's hair right back.

"Indeed he is." Namjoon says, "Good morning."

"Why are you agreeing with him? What have I done?"

"Our meeting with Tae was interesting on Monday." Namjoon says, raising his eyebrows at the young man who looks confused.

"Pablo isn't a rude word, Uncle Kookie." Minjun says in a matter of fact way.

Jungkook takes a second to understand what the boy is saying then realises and grins, "I'm pleased you know that now, chipmunk. Drawn any dogs yet?"